I've been working at home since yesterday. Wednesday night's activities kept me up so late that it ran into Thursday's morning and Fridays I usually don't go into the office. Some friends are in town we might meet up with, so the 1-hour round trip for a half day at the office just doesn't sound feasible. But, alas, my copy of The Great Divorce is on my desk there, so I shant be commenting on it today. Perhaps some of the readers can post here of their experience?
We plan on meeting up with the Bloodgood family today. Michael's oldest son, Paul, is one of the star dancers in the Austin Ballet, and his parents usually come in a couple times a year to see cool productions. This week it's The Taming Of The Shrew. Apparently, Paul's got the lead roll on Saturday night's performance.
Does anyone else ever get sad around 3pm on Good Friday? Sometimes (usually, I guess) my heart gets almost a sudden pang of sorrow, as I realize the enormity of death and how a Good Friend faced it. It would be so awesome to kiss the feet of Jesus. Worship in Heaven is described as pretty awesome, and I believe it, but it'll sure be different to have the object of our worship in front of our eyes, huh?
Here's a photo of The Awakening's Ashton Nyte, who visited Austin in late February. He is standing in front of one of the best independent record stores in the world -- Waterloo Records. This is one of the Gibson guitars that's painted originally by a local artist. Apparently right after Ashton left one of these guitars came up missing. If they ever find out who stole it, I'd hate to see what happens to him or her.
